Surprise at the shopping mall
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A violent catfight between two women with a rather embarrassing twist for one of them


It was one of the hottest days I can remember in a long time. I had decided to
go to the mall to do some shopping as I usually do on a Saturday afternoon to
indulge myself in one of my favorite pastimes. That day was so hot that I
decided to spend as long as I could in the lovely air conditioned mall, even
stopping for a cool drink in the mall restaurant before I was due to drive
home to get ready to go out that evening with some friends.

I slowly raised the cup to my lips and sipped the sweet cool liquid,
refreshing my mouth with the moist relief only experienced by the most parched
of desert explorers. As I paid the waitress I peered out of the window as I
usually do, trying to ascertain the whereabouts of my car, which I always seem
to forget as I walk into a car park. I scoured along the lines and lines of
cars, finding it difficult to distinguish each car, as there were so many
people coming and going out of the various spaces.

I gathered my shopping bags and exited the mall, walking through the car park,
finally sighting my car and then opening my SUV and putting my trappings for
that day snugly into place. I unlocked the door and hopped in.

The sun was beating down, the brilliant blue sky was so bright that I picked
up my pair of sunglasses and put them on. I looked around before starting my
engine but quickly noticed that I would have to wait for a woman in the
opposite parking space to go out before me, as she had already began
reversing.

The woman was obviously not a particularly great driver as she struggled to
maneuver the vehicle out of the space she was in. For a brief moment I
considered getting out to wave her on and guide her out of her space, but I
had learned sometimes that it is best not to interfere, as some people do not
like help despite best intentions.

Suddenly the woman's car bunny-hopped forward at the vital moment, probably
due to her overall lack of control, resulting in a rather nasty bump into the
adjacent car. The woman seemingly oblivious to what had happened continued to
struggle to get her car out of the space but eventually managed to do so. She
put the handbrake of the car on and got out to inspect the damage done to the
other vehicle. The woman looked to have just spent the day as I had, shopping
and generally having a relaxing day. She was quite tall and slim with curvy
hips and a medium size chest with long light-brown hair; she was probably in
her late thirties. Nevertheless she looked a little flustered as she realized
that her day of relaxation maynot be so relaxing.

I was quite amused at this, I like to watch other people and how they react to
situations, and this was no different. I was not going anywhere until I had
seen this scene played out in its entirety. The woman quickly unbuckled her
belt and got out of her car, inspecting the rather huge dent that she had
caused to the other car. She then continued and looked at her own car, it was
obvious that the parked car had received the bulk of the damage, which she
seemed quite relieved at. She proceeded to quickly look around and then get
into her car and buckle up her seat belt.

As I was getting ready to move off behind her I noticed a woman running out of
the mall waving and shouting. As she got closer it looked as though the woman
had just come out of an aerobics class of sorts, she was still wearing a pink
Lycra outfit with a purple two- piece bikini over the top. It was obvious that
the woman was not a veteran of such classes; she looked quite over weight and
seemed to take an eternity to come into focus.

The woman in the car noticed the commotion of the woman coming towards her and
actually attempted to drive off. Unfortunately for her, a car a few spaces
down had just pulled out and in the process of turning, therefore blocking her
exit. The woman in the car seemed to panic and beeped at the car in front to
hurry up. It was an old woman driving and as the panicky woman beeped, the old
woman in front stalled her car and could not restart it! This was getting very
interesting indeed for me, I slowly settled back in my seat, putting the sun
visor down and remaining completely inconspicuous with my tinted windows. I
felt a kind of giddy guilt at the prospect of watching what was about to
happen take place.

The Lycra clad woman had finally come on to the scene, she ran straight up to
the hood of the woman's car and gave it a firm bash with her hands making the
woman in the car jump as she realized what was happening. Frantically she
tried to lock the doors as the lady came round to the drivers side, but she
must have been so frightened that instead of locking them, she locked and then
unlocked them again within a couple of seconds.

The woman in Lycra tried the door again on the car, this time it opened and
the frightened driver tried to crawl to the other side of the car. The woman
shouted at the top of her voice at her

"You were going to drive off and leave it, you were going to leave it!!!" she
exclaimed over and over again.

The frightened woman in the drivers seat was pulled out of the car by her long
brown hair, she screamed in pain. I felt quite sorry for her as she sounded
like she was having her scalp torn off!

The woman in Lycra dragged her out onto the hot tarmac and kept pulling and
pulling at the much slimmer woman's hair making her squeal and scream in
absolute agony.

"I didn't, please, please, please!!!" the woman screamed trying to stop this
constant attack.

The women in Lycra then proceeded to push the skinnier woman onto the tarmac
making her fall over on her front. The screaming and pushing started
attracting a lot of attention from passers by, in fact quite a crowd was
gathering to watch this rather impromptu display of cat fighting. Although it
was so one sided, it is hard to call it a cat fight.

The women in Lycra then moved onto the back of the woman, but she managed to
wriggle and get onto her front, allowing her to try to fend off the much
bulkier woman with her hands.

"get off me, please!! Please! You're hurting me, get off, I'm sorry...
please!!!!" the woman cried

The larger woman simply ignored the woman's loud cries and groans for her to
stop, and instead began to slap the woman, fully, in the face with one hand
after the other in a windmill type of action, making the poor woman underneath
scream even more loudly.

The woman underneath became increasingly frantic as she wasn't sure when this
onslaught from the larger Lycra clad woman would end. Slap after slap
connected with the woman's face making her skin red raw, and her lips and eyes
bleeding profusely. Instead of deterring the woman on top, it seemed to make
her even more violent and she began slapping with even more vigour.

I must say the sight of this obese woman sitting astride this tall slender
female, slapping her relentlessly made me feel an odd tingle between my legs.
I had never thought this capable of turning me on in any way, but it seemed my
lower regions had a mind of their own. I could feel the moistness between my
legs as I decided to slowly slip my hand down to gently start encircling my
swollen clitoris; I was sat there in my car, totally unknown, pleasuring
myself at the sight of this violent display.

A crowd of people had started gathering around the two women, but strangely
enough, no one seemed to want to stop this from carrying on, everyone was
shouting and cheering as the woman continued to slap and scratch the poor
woman trapped underneath. Perhaps they were as transfixed as I was, waiting to
see the next twist in the tale.

Suddenly I saw something out of the corner of my eye, it was a girl, probably
about 17 or 18 running towards the crowd shouting. I let my window down ever
so slightly to hear a little clearer.

"Mom! Mom! Mom!" the girl yelled

She broke through the ring of people that surrounded the two women and
suddenly let out a scream, louder than all the other voices.

"MOM!!!!!!!!!!" she screamed

It appeared that the girls mom was the woman trapped underneath, she must have
recognized her as she was wearing quite distinctive white skin tight leggings
with a pattern on.

What made it worse for the poor girl was that no one seemed interested in
stopping the fight. As the larger woman continued her assault a shout from a
different woman in the crowd rose up, probably a friend.

"Kill her Ellen, bash her head on the ground!!"

The larger woman must have heard the instruction, as she grabbed a fistful of
the woman's long brown hair and raised her head a few inches from the hot
tarmac.

By this time the woman underneath was very badly beaten, her face seemed
contorted with pain and splattered with her own blood. She was still
remarkably awake however, thrashing but unable to move the woman on top, due
to her much larger bulk.

The woman's daughter let out an agonizing scream as she looked at the larger
woman grab her mothers hair, ready to bash her head on the ground. She
screamed.

The woman underneath must have realized what was about to happen and she must
have heard her daughter scream for her.

It was all too much for her. Her head still raised in the woman's hand,
suddenly the woman let out a loud cry and her white leggings especially by her
crotch began to quickly darken in color as the poor woman let out a huge gush
of pee!! It quickly became a huge puddle underneath her butt as the people all
groaned a collective "ewwwwwwwww"

Even the woman on top of her looked back and saw what had happened, in some
ways it dampened her rage, the woman may have even inadvertently saved her own
life by doing so. The larger woman looked disgusted and dismounted the slender
woman but then started to laugh and smirk at the woman's daughter who stared
in disbelief at what had just taken place.

She immediately ran over to her mother and surveyed the damage. Crying
uncontrollably as her mother looked at her in the eyes, tears streaming down
her face.

By this time I had worked myself up quite a bit. As the crowd dissipated and a
few people stayed to help the poor woman, I quickly started my engine and
turned out of my space and made my way out of the car park and back home to
the safety of my bedroom. I immediately stripped off to my bra and panties and
laid on my bed for the next hour, masturbating over what I had just seen.